Naruto's graceful style

When he was taken away by the security department at the entrance of the barbecue restaurant, the root ninja was there.

In the middle of the night when Yuta was imprisoned, Danzo even visited the prison in person.

In addition, this time, it was already the third time that he had dealt with the people at the root. From this point of view, I am afraid that he had not entered their sights several times in private without being aware of it.

It's really haunting.

Although this also shows how much Danzo values ​​​​him, he himself does not want to be associated with Gen, let alone join them.

"Is there a problem"

Looking at the three root ninjas who wore masks and looked extremely cold, Yuta spoke calmly, but he was already on guard. Just because the posture of these three people seemed to be ready to arrest people by force.

However, the three people did not take action immediately, but they also blocked his way and had no intention of letting him leave. Then the ninja standing in the middle wearing a white mask with black stripes spoke, "Yuta, Master Danzo sent us to take you to Nemoto."

The voice was cold and without a trace of emotion, as if the person standing in front of him was not a living person, but just a ninja tool with a body but no soul.

This is exactly what Yuta dislikes about his roots.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry to go to the hospital and don't have time."

Yuta lifted the lunch box in his hand and shook it towards them, then stepped forward to leave. Seeing that the three of them were still standing in front of him with indifferent expressions, Yuta frowned secretly, but he walked in another direction with patience. I didn't want to but my way was blocked again.

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Stopping and looking at the root ninja standing in front of him, Yuta's eyes flashed with anger. The other party was also staring at him, and the eyes under the mask were as silent as dead water. It seemed that he didn't notice the anger in Yuta's eyes at all, or maybe he noticed it, but didn't care at all.

"Don't think about resisting, just follow us and don't keep Danzo-sama waiting."

The man in the middle spoke again.

His unquestionable words made Yuta smile instead of getting angry, and his eyes gradually calmed down. The corner of his mouth suddenly curled up with a slight arc, as if he was laughing at himself. He was too uncool just now, and he would be so rude because of these few. The humanoid tool is angry. But now it seems that if you don't follow them, you will inevitably have to stretch your muscles and bones.

I just don’t know if this was Danzo’s intention or if they did it without permission. If it's the latter, it's easy to handle, but if it's the former, it'll be really troublesome.

Being targeted by a person with extreme ideas is not a good thing. If talking can't do it, then take action seems to be the basic style.

Of course, thinking about it better, maybe Danzo really just wants to invite him to the root for a cup of tea and talk about life and pursuits. Akatsuki will be moved by emotion and reason, blah blah blah. After all, that guy came to the prison in person to try. Convince him that it couldn't change so quickly.

However, no matter what the possibility is, Yuta will not go with them.

"Step aside."

Yutai spoke calmly to the three people in front of him.

Although he already knew the other party's intention, he still didn't want to do it if he could avoid it. After all, one Uchiha was enough to cause him a lot of trouble, and he hadn't fully understood it yet. If there was another Uchiha, it would be more troublesome in a sense. The root of fear is, who knows what he will face in the future.

When the three of them saw this, their eyes met for a brief moment, and then they all looked at Yuta. Their aura suddenly changed. But just before they were about to take action, a voice suddenly came from the side of the street, and the tension suddenly became tense. The atmosphere is broken.

"Hey, are you going to stage a street fight?"

As soon as these words came out, the people who were about to take action stopped and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

I saw a burly white-haired man squatting on the wall of the street next to him, holding a popsicle in his hand, and watching them with interest with a pair of eyes painted with red paint.

"Master Ziraiya"

A flash of surprise flashed in Yuta's eyes, and he didn't notice at all that there was someone else next to him.

The same was true for the three root ninjas. Looking at Jiraiya who suddenly appeared, the three of them were obviously silent for a long time, and they didn't know if there was any change in the expressions under the masks. Although the three of them could be said to have no emotions, they were not without intelligence. When Jiraiya spoke just now, his meaning was already very obvious.

Although they only obey Danzo's orders, as a disciple of the Third Hokage and one of the three famous ninjas in the ninja world, Jiraiya has an identity that they dare not offend easily.

Now it seems that it is impossible to take action.

The root ninja wearing a white-on-black mask turned to look at Yuta, and his indifferent voice came out from under the mask again, "Yuta, Danzo-sama's patience is limited. It is your honor to be valued by him. If you continue If you are stubborn, you will only regret it in the end."

"Hey, those three over there."

However, at this moment, Jiraiya, who was watching the show next to him, bit into pieces of popsicles and said again: "Help me bring a message to your Danzo-sama. Yuta is my disciple of Jiraiya. Thank you. I value it, but it’s a pity that he was a step too late, so he should stop forcing it. And you guys.”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the aura revealed made several people freeze.

"Stop harassing my disciples."

The three fell silent for a while.

Especially the root ninja in the middle, the dark eyes staring at Jiraiya under the mask were like a silent ancient well, but they were secretly shining with coldness.

After a long time.

"Walk."

The man said this word in a cold tone, and then the three of them disappeared from the spot without hesitation, leaving as simply as if they had never appeared.

Looking at the three people disappearing on the street, Yuta seemed to be able to feel the breeze when they left. He also noticed their subtle changes in emotions. He turned to look at Jiraiya, who had a look on his face. He was careless and didn't seem to care about his actions just now, but Yuta thanked him from the bottom of his heart and bowed:

"Thank you, Lord Jiraiya."

Jiraiya raised the corner of his mouth slightly when he saw this, but quickly suppressed it. He jumped down from the wall with a whoosh, casually wiped the water on his clothes from holding the popsicle, looked at the lunch box in Yuta's hand, and said:

"There's nothing to thank you for. Also, what you said just now doesn't mean that I have approved of you. Just listen to it."

After that, under Yuta's gaze, Jiraiya waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the front of the street, "By the way, come to the No. training ground in the afternoon. If you want to become my disciple, it depends on your performance." ”